Seven hab of Sugar

Broken

In the name of Love 


times when i am sad i write about you 

cause all my happy times i am with you 

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in the edge of the world where no one lives

I am more then alive there  only if your smells keeps 

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In the Ocean of love i am no more then a fisher in a boat 

i fish pain  pains from deepest of Our Hearts

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 I am nothing but a flash and  pen moving by bones

Love is whom  writing it all for you ,  Pure hearted aside from my filty soul

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Love is a boulder and Lover  is the one who carries it up the hill 
and cursed to lose it right when its about to rich the end 
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many Give up and and go for another boulder
some carries again till they cant anymore 
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Thinking about winning to rich the boulder to the pick of the hill
Forgotten it was all the way up that called Love 
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the rollings , the time , the pain it was all the Love 
at the edge of the hill awaits nothing but death there is no Love 

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if you are the boulder and im Sisyphus

then at the other side of the hill I am the boulder and you are Sisyphus

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Love Love sweet Love in a sweet world

Sweet Girl you are , Cruel man i was 


With Love for her